Not gonna lie – I’m just so over people right now.

If you listened to last Monday’s podcast, you will know that we are dealing with some drama on Squatch’s side of the family. It is still ongoing. No one died, but there is the fear we are about to lose a family member. As I watched events unfold, I realized, once again, that his family has a very different way they handle death, and serious illness/injury than my family. For his family, everything gets responded to in an overly dramatic way. No one can handle themselves, and they get incredibly emotional; except for Squatch. I was quite proud with how he handled everything.

Squatch was very level-headed, doing his best to process third-hand information that was given to him, which he then relayed to me, so I was kept in the loop. As we got more information, and the week went on, and his mother and aunts realized this was not a death sentence, the individual would have a treatment plan and live, I started thinking “What is it that causes his family to get so damn emotional and freak out over this stuff?” And I realized – they lost their mother quite suddenly. No one got to say goodbye. And, as a result, if someone gets sick, it is immediately a death sentence, and they have to race to get there to say “goodbye” to whomever it is that is ill or injured. The family also just ignores the fact that we are all going to die one day, which only makes things worse.

I’m sorry, but what a terrible way to live your life. I honestly don’t know which is worse – ignoring death completely, or being so focused on yourself when someone is incredibly ill or injured that you HAVE to get there to say goodbye. Either way, I see it as selfish. Death is not the end all, be all, people. Death is the beginning of a new chapter – for those left behind (Face it, you will not get to say “Goodbye” to every single person in your life. It just doesn’t work that way. And if you don’t get to say it, don’t get all hung up on it. Keep on living your life!), and for the one who dies. No one knows what happens once we are no longer living (as far as I know, zombies are still not real, but you never know what will happen…), and that is perfectly fine. Just stop being so scared of death, and accept that Death comes for us all. We cannot control it, but we can have the knowledge that it will happen.

Once that whole shitshow was done (for the most part), I was filled in on all of the drama with the POA at the lake my parents have a second home at. For the love of god, people, NEVER buy a home where there is an association of ANY kind. Hell, if there are restrictive covenants, just walk away. Just DON’T. DO. IT. Do you know what you call a group of Karens? A Homeowner’s Association.

Good Lord, you guys. Now, this POA is for a lake, like I said. This is not a fancy lake. The POA came into being a little more than 50 years ago as an affordable place for people to buy small lots of land, set up their tents, and be able to enjoy the lake. Now, there is a small clique that wants to make it into a full on expensive resort community, alienating the majority of property owners. The current Board will not listen to any negativity. The President makes all decisions unilaterally. The Manager of the place is just a Yes Man for the President. OMG…it never ends.

Why ANYONE would choose to voluntarily live somewhere with an association is just beyond me. Do I love it here at the lake? Absolutely. Is it awesome that they have upgraded the trails? Yes and No – I don’t have to worry about getting caught on a steep hill unawares thanks to all of the new signage, but I do have to worry about people speeding around in these HUGE monstrous UTVs (my parents have a giant one, too, but we keep it to about 15 mph max when on the trails) as well as vehicles driving on the trails, unaware it is not a road. They did a great job with all of the gravel, widening the trails, and flattening it out, so it’s not just ruts through the grass and trees anymore. But, LORD. I’m so glad I insist on Little Man being in a car seat and strapped in tightly when we go out. I shudder when I think of the babies and toddlers sitting on someone’s lap or just hanging out on the seat of one of these machines. But the drama and infighting and nosy neighbours. I don’t need that in my life. This is the county, you should be able to dry your clothes on a clothesline in your yard. Not here within association grounds. Good grief.

But what really kills me about it all is how people just go looking to start trouble. “The Board has decided we cannot post concerns or suggestions or anything slightly negative about the place in the FB group? Fine, we’ll go ahead and create our own “Uncensored” group.” “These people we don’t like are constantly spouting off their ridiculous drivel? We will just make fun of them and ridicule them when they post in the group.” “Hey, this new “uncensored” group is so negative, we want to see positivity (and yes, we will censor what is posted), so we’re starting an “Only Positive Things” group.” Wow – Just Wow. Sometimes, I just have no words.

But, anyway – Squatch drove down again for the long weekend, which is why this blog post is coming out late Monday night. We had a great time, the 3 of us together. But, we did spend a lot of time helping my mother with her dang food trailer. That’s a whole other issue, and another reason why I’m just so over people.

But I realized (again) as Little Man and I cuddled in the quiet house after Daddy left…I’m perfectly fine just being with my guys at home. I don’t need an Association telling me what I can and cannot do with MY LAND and MY HOUSE. I don’t need to associate with people who make me feel bad or are constantly negative. I don’t have to fall into the over-emotional trap that others set when they are faced with our imminent mortality. No. We are going to find ourselves a place where we can do whatever the hell we want on our land and to our home. Little Man will be brought up to revere, respect, and anticipate death. Hell, the kid is 3 and has already been to multiple wakes, funerals, and memorials; we’ve got another week of them coming up at the end of June (Man, I LOVE a good funeral!). And to hell with whomever doesn’t agree with us, or thinks we are doing a disservice to our child by NOT sheltering him from the cold hard reality of death. I hate you all. I don’t have time for you and your crap. I’ve got far bigger issues to deal with, and I am looking forward to greeting death like an old friend one day.

O.M.Goodness. The garden is looking awesome! I took a little video over the weekend. Be sure to check it out over on Odysee!

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